I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 302, 1.21-18: The Girl Imprisoned in the Tower
Ming Jin's hands were handcuffed as she was led along a cold, dark corridor.

The black and white decorations and the sharp angles throughout the building create a decadent and depressing atmosphere.

His silver, tousled hair was slightly dull and lifeless. He looked down at his hands, which were bound by handcuffs, and his lake-blue eyes flickered with complex emotions.

Have you heard the rumors about defying fate?

The childish voice made him stiffen slightly, but he quickly recovered, as if he had never been surprised by the sudden voice.

Isn't it a pity that someone is trying to defy their dying fate and save someone who deserves to die?

"Huh? Are there really people like that? That's hilarious."

The childish voices mocked and laughed, turning all of Ming Jin's persistence into a source of amusement.

An ordinary person might have already suffered a mental breakdown, but Ming Jin showed no reaction other than the initial stiffness, as if he hadn't heard anything at all.

He walked down the silent, dark corridor, his expression calm, the only sound the cold clanging of chains in his ears.

The door creaked open gently.

Ming Jin glanced at the darkness behind the door before stepping inside without hesitation.

This was the path he had chosen. Ever since he learned that the synchronization of the twins would mean that if one of them died, the other would not be able to survive, he had already decided to rebel.

You must be different from Mingxi.

He must be able to distinguish himself from Mingxi at a glance.

They must be treated as independent individuals.

We must act separately.

must……

Before coming here, he awakened a prophetic ability, which was the only singularity he found among hundreds of millions of futures with the same outcome.

Only in this world can he achieve his goal.

Therefore, he proposed coming to this world, but his initial goal was not to save Mu Yegui, but to let Mingxi live so that Mingxi could rescue Mu Yegui.

Ming Jin stood in the center of the room, looking at two blurry black figures in the distance, one tall and one short, clearly a master and servant.

Did you know? The Kingdom of the Unbelievable has a legend about raising the dead.

"I know, I know. The Godfather possesses incredible magical abilities. The moment he touches a dead body—'plop!'—the person comes back to life."

"It's not as exaggerated as you say..."

"Because I've seen it. Ten years ago, a man killed by that lord was resurrected, and he's now in the snowy region of the Kingdom of Sin!"

"Huh? I thought it was just a legend."

"The phoenix feathers of the volcano also possessed the power to revive people, but unfortunately, all its feathers were plucked, leaving it completely bald. It still hides in the lava, refusing to come out and embarrass itself."

"He seems to be a man from a gourmet kingdom? To be able to walk on lava unscathed is probably an incredible feat in itself."

“I see no admiration in your eyes,” the Dark King said, his voice calm and emotionless, yet it was impossible to tell who was speaking.

It was like a voice that had been encrypted.

Ming Jinxin understood immediately. It was indeed someone impersonating the Dark King. The real Dark King should still be suppressed in the Dark Tower.

“The Dark Tower isn’t in the Endless Forest, is it?” Ming Jin looked up at the two blurry figures and said slowly.

"Where do you think it is?" the voice countered.

“The back garden of this building,” Ming Jin affirmed.

He observed the surroundings while walking in the corridor; it was desolate and overgrown with weeds, but clusters of purple loosestrife grew there. Loosestrife has another name: "Lost Child," and its flower language is loneliness.

If he couldn't even notice such an obvious hint—that the book about the Dark Tower depicted a vast ocean of loosestrife—he could only be considered incredibly stupid.

But what exactly does this loneliness refer to?

"Ahhh, he said it, he said it! That's quite a bold guess!"

"A guess? Isn't it the truth?"

"Shut up! Don't tell him so soon!"

Ming Jin was slightly taken aback. He had been suspicious since earlier. It was clearly that group of people who led him along, so why was he the only one who kept hearing the two children's voices talking, while the others seemed not to hear them at all?

Now he understood; indeed, only he could hear it.

But why is this happening?
"Didn't you say you wanted to defy fate? It's a pity, but it's still quite interesting, so we'll reluctantly help you. But we want to eat that sweet stuff we've been eating all this time."

Ming Jin was slightly taken aback. Something sweet? Did she mean candy?

"Ah! Sugar! This is it! Something sweet!"

The last time he ate candy was in Rivers. He hadn't eaten candy since leaving Rivers and starting to follow that map.

He thought he had just encountered those two voices in the hallway, but he didn't expect that he had encountered them so long ago.
"Hmph! We've known you since you first appeared in the King's City, but unfortunately you couldn't hear us then!"

"Yeah, yeah, they can't hear us!"

But why am I hearing it all of a sudden now?

Suddenly, Mingjin thought of a possibility: Could it be that...

Is it because of that Dark Tower?
Have you heard of a magical tower? If you step into the area where the tower is located and make a wish, it will come true forever.

"It's not that magical; at most, it just increases one's abilities. After all, making a wish means leaving behind the person you love most; only scum from years ago would do that."

It seems she wished for power and wealth, and after receiving them, she left elated, completely ignoring her lover's despair!

"Yes, yes, they're really pitiful!"

"But the legend is true, that incredible power does exist, it's just..."

"But making a wish is misleading, used to cover up the truth," Ming Jin continued in her mind, following the voice.

"Oh my, you really know a lot. No wonder you're the one whose aura is closest to that lord's."

That adult?

"Of course it's Lazy Lord~"

"After all, they are both gifted children with the ability to foresee the future; it's normal for their auras to be similar."

Ming Jin frowned. The so-called prophetic ability meant that one could see the future.

Different choices lead to countless futures. The ability to predict is not to see them all at once, but to choose the one that best fits reality and then observe and predict it, or to personally guide it towards the future one sees.

Simply put, the ability to predict the future is a kind of cheat code for life and destiny.

But for Ming Jin, it was a heavy death warrant, a stark reminder that he had less than two years left to live.

Mingjin is truly pitiful, yet incredibly strong.

He was filled with despair, knowing full well that he had less than two years to live, and that even his half-body of Mingxi would die with him.

PS: The average lifespan in interstellar space is 500 years. Ming Jin is only 30 years old now, which is basically an early death.

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